Fooled
Although there have been large-denomination coins in circulation for a long time, it is still difficult for most people to see a hundred-yuan bill. Zhang Feng casually took out a hundred-yuan bill, and there was still a slight shock on the owner of the shop, his eyes fixed on the bill. It took a while to pick it up. Even if he was a "rich man" who opened a small hotel in the city center, it would be difficult for him to use big banknotes.
Therefore, the identity of the guest in front of you is suddenly different in the mind of the owner, at least it is a big money, isn't it? It’s just this temperament... Hey, it’s from a big place at first sight. He has forgotten the expression he showed when he met just now. After turning his face, he immediately changed to a flattering face: "You live in a double The human room or the single room?"
When Zhang Feng heard the words, he was taken aback: "Do you say that the twenty yuan is a single room or a double room?" Zhang Feng really has no idea about the cost of accommodation in this era. There were not many opportunities to go out to stay in a hotel before, even if it was occasional. In fact, he stayed in some high-end hotels. This is the first time I have encountered this situation today, but for him, twenty yuan is not ordinary cheap.
The owner is a fat man who looks about 40 or 50 years old. He has a swarthy face, a beard, and thick lips. It seems that he belongs to the kind of more honest and honest person, but his eyes are narrowed. , If it weren't for showing a fawning look at this moment, I'm afraid that even the faint gaze would have to be hidden, "Cough, this, twenty yuan a night is a four-person room..."
Zhang Feng’s forehead is a little numb. It seems that the owner of this shop is going to kill people, but when he first arrived in Yuguan City, he was unfamiliar with the place. It's time to experience life, so he asked with a faint smile, "Can you take out all the other charging standards?" He is not stupid, if he asks the single room directly, he will definitely be slaughtered even harder.
The owner chuckled and said, "It should be, it should be, we are a small place here, and there is not so much attention to it. Twenty yuan is for a four-person room, and ten yuan can only live in a shop, and there are three others. The treatments are different in the human, double and single rooms. The single rooms not only have TV, electric mattresses, free hot water, but also rain showers..."
Zhang Feng said "Oh", "Is there a shop?" He didn't know what was connected in his mind. There was a bit of weird expression between his expressions. I can't imagine that the hotel of this era is in a prefecture-level city. In the center of the city, there are shops to provide it, which is very shocking, but in my mind, my impression of Yuguan City has changed a bit.
The shop owner "ah" for a moment. Originally thought that the guest was going to be pleasantly surprised by the treatment in the single room, but unexpectedly Zhang Feng was so surprised because there was a shop to provide him, and his heart moved slightly, fearing that Zhang Feng would suddenly change his mind and hurriedly said: "There may be a lot of people in the general store, but the house is larger and has more beds. The guests who live in it are completely easy to enter, sometimes more and less..."
Zhang Feng waved his hand and said, "Single rooms are as good as you said? The double rooms don't provide bathrooms?"
The owner hurriedly said: "This can't be wrong. The treatment for single rooms is no more than that of the big hotels in the city. We only charge 80 yuan a night, but those hotels cost one or two hundred yuan, which is much more cost-effective. Yes, and you see, my shop is right next to Niuyang Street. It's much more convenient for eating and drinking, and it's not worse than those big hotels."
Zhang Feng wiped his forehead. The single room for 80 yuan is almost at the level of a standard room in the Zhou'an County Hotel. Even the presidential suite is only more than 100 yuan? The owner of this shop made it clear that today is about to slaughter customers, Zhang Feng's thoughts turned, but he didn't mean to stop, but smiled and nodded and said: "Then open a single room."
He also understands that he guessed that this person also saw that he did not have any documents, and deliberately cheated him. There is no document introduction letter or something in this era. It is really not very convenient to go out. It only costs a hundred or ten dollars, and Zhang Feng doesn’t care. Getting up is also a good experience, right? He won't have the chance to experience this kind of life anymore.
The owner quickly handed over a booklet and asked Zhang Feng to register it himself, that is, some basic information, where the name, gender, age, and where to go, who to look for if there is anything to do, the approximate length of stay, etc. Although there is nothing surprising, it is very troublesome to fill in. The owner didn't say anything and let Zhang Feng fill in randomly, but he couldn't fill it in randomly.
These are all big and small things. Zhang Feng’s status and status are different now. If he is scammed, it will be more than worth the loss. Yuan Hongbing’s lessons are not far away, so Zhang Feng did it in a very short time. After weighing, I didn’t falsify what could be filled in, but didn’t write a word if it shouldn’t be leaked. I would rather leave it empty and hand in a horizontal line instead of filling it in casually. I am not afraid of 10,000, just in case, if it’s true. This kind of place suffers somehow, but it is too late to regret it.
After he entered the room with the only waiter in the store, Zhang Feng couldn't help but sighed, not knowing what to say. The single room is not fake, but the area is too small? Coming up from the first floor, I walked around in the narrow corridor of the black hole for a long time before reaching the third floor. The third floor was divided into small rooms with unknown numbers. Zhang Feng's one was at the innermost, and it was said to be facing the street.
The size of the room, how can I say it, at best it is five or six square meters, the furnishings are not complicated, a single bed, a three-drawer table, a wooden chair, the waiter brought a thermos, and a washbasin. There is a black-and-white TV set on the three-stage table that can hold up to 12 inches. It is the kind of twisting channel by hand, and only a half of the switch is left.
The wall is still a rough cement surface, blue-grey and blue-grey. There is a 10-watt light bulb hanging in the middle of the room. The light is yellow and red. The bed is covered with electric mattresses, but when the waiter pulls the quilt away, Zhang Feng clearly smelled a weird smell, and couldn't tell what it was. As for rain or something... On the first floor, the whole shop shared...
Sitting on the side of the bed, looking at the only one and a half square bars on the wall, Zhang Feng felt that he was not here to stay in the store, but came to squat in jail. The depressed aura in the guest room reminded him of his past lives. Some of the things that have long been forgotten in it, the mood can't help but feel a little low. After staying in the room alone for a while, after all, he endures going downstairs to find the bathroom for a wash.
Without a change of clothes, Zhang Feng gradually felt very uncomfortable with the habit of Yu Meiyang during the trip. He always felt uncomfortable. He still wore the clothes he had when he came with a file bag, and talked to the owner. After saying hello, Zhang Feng turned and left the small hotel, ready to go to the night market to get something to fill his stomach.
It seems that Yuguan City really doesn’t care much about the appearance of the city, and the night market does not have a neatly delineated area like Zhou’an County, but can be seen everywhere, on the street, on the corner, under the bridge, and also in front of its own door. The most surprising thing about Zhang Feng is the stalls in the middle of the street. This street in Yuguan City looks very prosperous, and I don't know if it is the main street.
When Zhang Feng came here for the first time, he was unfamiliar with everything. He could only follow the situation and watch while walking. Naturally, he didn't know what the name and location of the street he was on. He just thought it was very lively. At least at night, it was definitely the best in Yuguan City. One of the prosperous streets, the main street is not very spacious. After the middle and both sides are crowded with vendors, there is very little left for people to walk on.
However, it can be so lively at night, which is also one of the rare features. In Zhou'an County, there are similar places at night, but because the planning is extremely neat and orderly, there is no such a crowded scene, and I don’t know it is. It's not that the original artistic conception has been lost, but this night market in Yuguan City gives Zhang Feng the feeling that it is too messy.
The smell of beef and mutton is floating everywhere in the air. It is near northern Xinjiang. The food is mainly beef and mutton. The sheep of Yuguan City was also very famous in Beiyuan Province. Zhang Feng walked along the center of the street and soon arrived. A small stall with a halal brand stopped in front of it. Even in Xinyang City, it is impossible to hang such a brand casually, and there will be no problem with what it sells.
He was poisoned by various fake and inferior foods in his previous life. For Zhang Feng, he has gradually formed a habit. He is subconsciously wary of food from the outside. Even if he makes it at home, he is very sophisticated in the purchase of ingredients. , Let’s not say how authentic, at least not as disgusting as waste oil.
The stall is not big, there is only one table, separated by a wooden frame and gauze. A half table is given out for the guests, and a small bench is there. Inside is the operating room of the stall owner. Various ingredients are placed on the table on the ground. There were a few briquettes stoves, or the kind of hand-made clay stoves, with steel pots on them, and a faint fragrance floated in the air.
Zhang Feng sat on the small bench, pointed at the soup bowl casually, and said, "Boss, let's have a bowl of miscellaneous, and put more chili!"
The stall owner is a middle-aged woman, wearing a frugal, white apron, quickly took a big bowl, said: "Brother want a few slices of buns?" Eating lamb soup is to make pancakes, this pancake is also A very distinctive snack. In places like Beiyuan, many famous local snacks have this kind of pancakes. The only difference is the way of eating.
Zhang Feng hesitated for a while, glanced sideways at the pancake stove, and found that it was not coal but charcoal that was actually used in it, his expression couldn't help but he said, "Take two slices first, um, sister-in-law, what are you doing? Are you willing to use charcoal to make buns?" "Bun" is a colloquial term, which means pancakes. Everyone who produces coal in Yuguan City knows that coal is really worthless in Yuguan, but charcoal is different.